Dear beautiful woman,
Today, I want you to look in the mirror and really look into your own eyes.
In those eyes, there isn’t just exhaustion—there’s also an incredible resilience, thousands of “still”s, and a hope that shouts without ever speaking.
Today, I want to hug you.
To open my arms wide, letting you drop all your burdens for just a moment,
saying, “It’s okay to cry, it’s okay to scream, it’s okay to say I’m tired.”
Because you are the one
who wakes up at dawn thinking about the house, the child, work, your mother, your father, your partner, your lover, your friend—even sometime